
“Ka, we need to talk!” Ersa was already sitting on her brother's bedroom bed. He was deliberately waiting because there was something he wanted to discuss.
“What's up?” Erka looked relaxed, closing the door of her room.
“You agreed to marry Ayleen?” toodongnya without further ado.
The dashing man of PT Aryyacement's leader was chuckling. “It's none of your business, Sa. While sleeping, it's night. Tomorrow should get back to work.”
“Jawab me first, Ka!”
A sigh indicates that the man is getting tired of being asked the same question.
“Actually, I'm lazy to discuss this.” Erka dropped her body on the massage sofa, a gaze fixed on her sister. “I don't know anything. Married or not, Ayleen decided. Not me, Sa. Just ask Ayleen. There go! I want a break,” Erka.
“Serious, Ka?” Ersa.
“Yes, just ask him. I also don't know what the answer is.” Erka closed her eyes.
“Ka, I want an honest answer.”
“Hmm.”
“And if Ayleen agrees to marry, will you treat her like your wife? Not that you've already rejected.”.
“Andai Ayleen agrees to marry me, our household is none of your business, Sa. Just take care of your own problems.”
“I'm serious, Ka.”
“About me kidding?” Erka opened her eyes.
“No. I just want to make sure, Ka. If this is a wedding for Dayana, pity Ayleen. Day ....”
“Means I asked him to answer. No one feels sacrificed. When we got married, it meant that he was sincere. Erka.
“But ... You know Ayleen pressure, right?”
“Nobody pressed him. He has the right to refuse. Just like I turned it down.” Erka said confidently. At least Daddy and Mommy know what Ayleen.” is feeling
Ersa shakes. “When the wedding should happen and just excuse Dayana, please don't touch Ayleen,” pinta Ersa.
Erka chuckles. “Already! Go sleep there! Do not let your words be heard, must be laughed at.”
“What do you mean, Ka?”
Erka's laughter still hasn't gone away, she can't stop her every thought of her sister's request.
“I'm serious, Ka.”
“Out. You need to rest and prepare your heart for Ayleen's answer tomorrow morning. I know you're more nervous than me.” Erka flicked her hand.
“Oh yes, from now on .. call my daughter Yaya. I'd rather my daughter be called that way. Remind others as well.” Erka suddenly reminded.
Just felt like Papa. Looks like he forgot when Yaya was born he chose to run away.
...●●●...
The morning at the Putra Hutomo residence looked as usual, Erka who had just finished enjoying breakfast seemed to walk towards the workroom, followed behind her Ayleen with a tense face.
“You ready?” Erka turned around, looking at her a plain girl with a simple beauty.
“Ya, Brother.” Ayleen gulped.
“In there is Daddy and Mommy, you can convey your rejection or objection, Leen.”
“Ya, Brother.”
“Do not be afraid. If you refuse any, I will help you.” Erka smiled a smile.
Tapping slowly on the wooden door, Erka immediately pushed open. Hutomo was sitting in a big chair with Veronica not far from her husband.
“Dad, I've prepared an answer.” Erka glanced at Ayleen who looked nervous. “I won't answer agree or refuse. Let Ayleen answer. The answer is my answer. Whatever, I'll agree.”
Hutomo and Veronika threw eyes at each other and looked at their daughter who kept her head down.
“Since yesterday I have always been asked and no one asked Ayleen's opinion. Let him answer now. I think Ayleen has a right to have an opinion. It's a marriage that involves her and certainly a lifetime. It is not a matter of choosing clothes or shoes.” Erka stood up by slipping both her hands in her pants pocket.
Hutomo. “Say, Leen. Daddy's ready to listen. Give your objections if there are any. Regarding college, Daddy made sure Erka wouldn't be able to ban you from quitting until you got your degree. Daddy guarantee. The sons of the daughters of the Hutomo family must be educated. Don't be like Daddy who just graduated from SD.”
“I ...” Ayleen glanced towards Erka.
...To be continued...
...Rejected what is accepted?...